Paroles Shot from a cannon par Chevelle

Ten minutes in he's sweating
Should I have asked more than fame
Ignore that beast he's smiling
It's not till next New Years Eve
Wish I could get that list
Yes I would burn that list
Down he goes

Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows

Quit blaming unending
Eliminate the results
Just blame me already
Then try in vain to be close
But these nerves are spent
Yes these nerves are spent

Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows

Hand it down
Hand it down
It's your failure
It's your failure

Set him down to a real life, failure
Held fast like the field mice, been there
Give a nod as if he knows, come round
Dead last with a drumroll, when the dam blows
When the dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows
The dam blows